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Donghua raised his hand to dispel the array flowing around him, his pale golden spiritual energy disappearing into his sleeve. A playful smile curved his lips: "You old phoenix, you're always destined to be outmaneuvered." As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked away non-existent dust from the hem of his robe and glanced at Zheyan, who was leaning against a jade pillar.

Yao Guang leaned against the stone table, twirling her fingertips around the gilded armor and chuckling softly, "Yes, old phoenix, you're really easy to fool." The nail polish at the corner of her eye trembled slightly with the movement, making the smile in her eyes even brighter.

Zheyan sighed and rubbed his forehead, his peach blossom eyes curving into two pools of spring water: "You two have been making fun of me the whole time. When are you going to comfort me?" He shook the wine pot in his hand, the amber wine swirling gently inside, its aroma filling the air.

"You deserve it, you still want to cause me trouble." Mo Yuan raised his head from behind the desk, his brush strokes leaving ink dots on the Xuan paper, the dark patterns on his black robes appearing and disappearing with the movement. "Last time you secretly suppressed the Fuxi Qin in Kunlun Ruins, how many years has the Fuxi Qin played Phoenix Seeking Phoenix in Kunlun Ruins, and I haven't even settled accounts with you yet."

"Mo Yuan, we're family! How can you insult me ​​like that?" Zhe Yan raised an eyebrow, sauntered over to Mo Yuan's side, and reached for the teacup on the table. "If it weren't for me back then..."

"How dare you say you and Mo Yuan are family?" Donghua suddenly interrupted, his long hair, tied up with a silver crown, swaying slightly with the movement. "When you brought Bai Qian to Kunlun Ruins to cause trouble for Mo Yuan, did you ever think about the two younger brothers you had here?"

"What? Two younger brothers?" Zheyan froze abruptly, nearly dropping the wine pot, his peach blossom eyes widening instantly. "When did Father God have children?"

Yao Guang chuckled, Dong Hua picked up his teacup to cover his smile, and Mo Yuan put down his pen, revealing a rare hint of mischief: "It seems Father God was indeed prescient, not telling you this?"

Secrets and Disputes

Mo Yuan gazed at the golden lotus slowly unfolding in the lotus pond, his fingertips gently tracing the black iron chains along the edge of the pond. He said in a deep voice, "Back then, I had a younger brother, but my mother goddess used too much of her magic power to mend the heavens, causing me to be born prematurely. My brother, due to insufficient innate power, was born with an unstable soul. It was my father goddess who used half of her merit to create the Golden Lotus of Merit to save Mo Heng. Now, I am raising him in this lotus pond." As his voice fell, the golden lotus in the pond suddenly shone with a faint light, as if it had sensed something.

Zheyan slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, making the wine cups on the table clink. "Well, you didn't tell me about something so important! I've known you for tens of thousands of years, and I didn't even know you had a younger brother!" A crimson phantom rose around him, and his tail feathers appeared and disappeared behind him.

Donghua slowly twirled the gilded ring on his finger, his gaze sharp as a knife: "And what about you? Did you consider Mo Yuan's reputation when you brought Bai Qian to Kunlun Ruins? There are countless eyes watching the seventy-two immortal palaces of Kunlun Ruins!"

"Isn't that because of Shao Wan?" Zhe Yan stamped his feet anxiously, his peach blossom eyes wide open. "I suspect that Bai Qian is the reincarnation of Shao Wan, so I was preparing to bring her to Mo Yuan to see! You all know the bond between Shao Wan and Mo Yuan!"

Jiaojiao, who had been leaning against the doorframe, suddenly sneered, "Does God Zheyan have no common sense at all? A phoenix can be reborn as a fox after its rebirth? You call yourself an ancient divine beast, how can you believe such an absurd idea?"

Zheyan's body temperature plummeted, and crimson-gold flames surged in his palms: "What right do you have to lecture me?" He looked at the arrogant little fox in front of him and wished he could just throw her out of Kunlun Ruins.

Jiaojiao tilted her head, the smile not reaching her eyes, and suddenly turned to look at Donghua: "Oh? Not qualified? Your Majesty, tell me, am I, the future Fox Ancestor, qualified to debate with the God Zheyan?"